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Pilgrim’s Diary/Enough for Today
Reflections from Exodus 16 By Pilgrim Sojourner |Sharon SD Mac Series: Pilgrim’s Diary: Faith in the Wilderness This morning I opened Exodus 16 again. Not to study it… Not to analyze it… Just to sit with it… The people of Israel were already free. The sea had closed behind them. The danger they feared…
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Christmas Reflection/Pilgrim Sojourner
By Sharon SD Mac As 2025 comes to an end in the next coming days, Christmas Day is upon us once again. People are rushing. Music fills the air. Families gather around tables heavy with food, laughter, and tradition. Gifts are exchanged, memories are made. And yet, this year has been one of the…
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THE ROAD, THE SICKNESS & THE GRACE THAT CARRIED ME…
THE ROAD, THE SICKNESS, AND THE GRACE THAT CARRIED ME A Pilgrim Sojourner Reflection by Sharon (SD) Mac For the last two weeks, it feels like I’ve been living more on highways and back roads than inside my own home. Maybe I went home twice, just long enough to wash clothes, reset my mind,…
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Part 18: The Long Stretch of Highway
By Sharon (SD) Mac After I pulled out of Buc-ee’s, the road opened wide in front of me… one of those long Texas stretches that feels like it goes on forever. The kind that forces you to think. The kind that doesn’t let you hide. The kind where God starts speaking, because He finally…
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Part 17: The First Stop-Buc-ee’s
By Sharon (SD) Mac Of course my first stop had to be Buc-ee’s. It wasn’t planned, but nothing about this journey really was. The minute I saw that giant smiling beaver on the billboard, my heart tightened and softened at the same time. Buc-ee’s wasn’t just a gas station for me and Steve. It…
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Part16: The First Hour on the Highway
By Sharon (SD) Mac Once I left the neighborhood and merged onto the highway, the world suddenly felt too big and too quiet at the same time. Cars passed me. Billboards blurred by. The sky stretched open like a canvas God painted just for that morning. But inside the car, everything was still. Heavy.…
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Part 15: When the Wheels Finally Started Moving
By Sharon (SD) Mac The morning I left, the house was too quiet. The kind of quiet that feels heavy like the walls themselves know what’s happening. I stood in the doorway for a long moment, keys in one hand, my water bottle in the other, trying to steady my breathing. It wasn’t fear…
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Part 14: The Night I Decided to Go
By Sharon (SD) Mac Packing for a trip is one thing. Packing for a calling… is a completely different kind of weight. I remember staring at my suitcase on the floor… empty, wide open, almost mocking me. I stood there thinking, “Where do I even begin?” What do you pack when you’re not traveling…
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Part 13: When the Calling Becomes Clear..
By Sharon (SD) Mac There comes a point in grief when you’re not better, you’re not healed, you’re not whole… but you’re awake. Something inside you opens… not fully, not loudly, but enough for you to sense that the season of only surviving is coming to an end. That’s what happened to me. One…
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Part 11: The First Small Mercies
By Sharon (SD) Mac Healing didn’t come to me in some big moment or revelation. There was no dramatic sunrise, no sudden breakthrough, no instant peace washing over me. That would’ve been easier. Cleaner. More poetic. But the truth is… God is still healing me the way He often heals His children: in small…